He stares at me blankly.
"Yeah, um. I had this uncommunicated fantasy that you'd clean up the kitchen, since I made dinner. I didn't tell you that, though. Okay, my bad!"
"I didn't clean up the kitchen because I was busy buying tickets to take you to the Caribbean."
Now it's my turn to stare blankly.
"We're going to Curaçao!"
"The only better excuse would be, 'Sorry, sugar. I was busy donating a kidney to save your life.'"
Best. Anniversary present. EVER. Commence crazy happy-dancing in the middle of our dirty kitchen.
We'd discussed possibly taking a trip, and a quick Google search indicated that Aruba, Bonaire, and Curaçao are the only three Caribbean islands practically guaranteed not to have hurricanes in October. When Keith booked the trip, that's all I knew about our destination. Oh, and I had a hazy notion that the island had something to do with the sort of fruity booze that sorority girls like. The more I learn, though, the more excited I am to be visiting Curaçao. It's so far south, it's technically South America. But it's also a Caribbean island. BUT WAIT, it's also Dutch!
|Willemstad, where we'll stay, has been called the most European Caribbean capital city. It's been occupied by the Dutch since 1634.|
Think European cuisine made with produce boated in from Venezuela and world-class shopping. Image credit
|But wait... Curacao also has a desert! I'm telling you, this place has everything.|
|We're staying here.|
|The rooms are pretty, too!|
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